Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 140: It ’s a different past now

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Finally, the middle-aged and old man with white temples took a sip of tea and smiled and sighed:

"Actually, this is much better than before, and better than many people here, such as ..."

He pointed to the vagabonds who were shrinking out of the window in the corner.

Klein and Mike followed and saw a curled-up vagabond lying in a dirty place that could shelter from the wind. There are men and women, old and small.

In this cold late autumn, they may not wake up again.

At this time, Klein noticed that there was an old lady in her 60s standing on the street. Her dress was old and worn, but it was relatively neat and her hair was meticulous.

The gray-haired old lady has the common difficulties of vagabond on her face, but still insists on not squeezing with the bunch of people, but slowly walking on the side of the road, looking at the cafe deeply from time to time. Inside.

"This is also a pitiful person." The former vagabond who ate the remaining black bread also found the old lady and sighed a few words, "She was said to have had a good time before. Her husband is a food merchant and has a Very spiritual child, but unfortunately, later went bankrupt, the husband and the child died shortly afterwards, she is different from us, really, it can be seen at a glance ... hey, she should not be able to support for long, unless every time Can enter charitable institution. "

Listen and listen, the expression of Mike changes from quiet to depressed, he slowly sighed said:

"I want to ask her to be an interview. Can you invite her for me? She can eat anything and drink freely here."

For this request, the middle-aged and old man did not find it strange, but just glanced at Klein and Mike respectively, as if to say, you really are colleagues.

"Okay, I think she must be happy." He took a sip of tea and got out of the greasy cafe.

It did n’t take long for the old lady with a neat but neat dress to walk in with him, and her pale face faded a bit under the warmth of the cafe.

She was trembling constantly, and it seemed that she wanted to shed a little bit of cold in her body, and to absorb the relatively high temperature in the cafe. Even if she sat on the chair, she also spent more than a minute, before it was real Ease.

"You order something at will, this is the reward for the interview." Klein said for Mike.

After nodding at Mike, the old lady reserved toast, inferior cream and coffee, then smiled and smiled:

"I heard that when I haven't got food in too long, I can't eat greasy things."

Very polite and self-controlling, nothing like vagabond ... Klein silently sighed.

Before the food was delivered, Mike asked at random:

"Can you talk about how you became vagabond?"

The old lady smiled bitterly, revealing her memories:

"My husband is a grain merchant, mainly buying various grains from domestic farmers. Since the Grain Bill was abolished, we quickly went bankrupt."

"He is not too young, he was knocked down by this incident, his body quickly collapsed, and he died shortly."

"My child, he is an excellent young man who has been doing business with his father. He ca n’t take such a blow, so he jumped into River of Tasok on a moonless night."

"His first suicide was unsuccessful, and he was sent to the magistrate ’s court. The police and judges were impatient and thought he was delaying their time."

"If you want to commit suicide, please commit suicide quietly and successfully, don't trouble us ... well, they probably want to say that, but they think it's too direct."

"My child was imprisoned, and not long after, he committed suicide for the second time and succeeded."

The old lady said quietly, as if that was not something she had encountered.

I do n’t know why, Klein felt a strong sorrow.

Sorrow is greater than death ... He suddenly remembered this sentence that past life had heard.

In this world, suicide is not only prohibited by major church, but also subject to legal punishment.

As for the reason, Klein is very clear about what it is. First, many suicides choose to cast a river. If they are not discovered in time, there is a certain probability that they will become water ghost. Second, the emotions of suicides are often very wrong. In this state, ending one's life is like "sacrificial offering", which may resonate with some strange and terrible existence.

As a result, some of the items in their bodies or around them will carry strange curses and endanger others.

Puppet of Misfortune after Thengen City Chanis Gate is probably how it came from.

Therefore, the seven major righteous God church are based on their own doctrine and prohibit believers from committing suicide. The royal family has also promoted corresponding legislation.

Of course, this seems a bit ridiculous to Klein. A person who wants to commit suicide is still afraid of the law and punishment?

Mike brush records, waiting to say something, but the cafe owner has brought the food over.

"You fill your stomach first, let's talk later." Mike pointed to the toast.

"Okay." The old lady ate food in a small bite and seemed very educated.

She did n’t order much, and she ate up quickly.

After reluctantly drinking the last sip of coffee, she rubbed forehead and pleaded:

"Can you let me sleep for a while before talking? It ’s too cold outside."

"no problem." Mike replied without hesitation.

The old lady gratefully thanked her several times. She sat in a chair and curled up to sleep like that.

Mike looks at the middle-aged and elderly man next to him:

"You seem to be familiar with this place? I want to ask you to be our guide. How about 3shilling a day? Sorry, forgot to ask your name."

The middle-aged and elderly man shook his head quickly:

"no, no, no, this is too much. I am at the terminal. Many times, I only have 1shilling in a day."

"You called me the old Kohler will be fine."

"Then, two shilling a day, this is what you deserve." Mike finalized.

After seeing this strange bargain, Klein hummed his nose with paper and planned to refill his coffee, but suddenly realized that something was wrong and turned his head to look at the old lady curled up in a chair and sleeping.

face became blue and white again because she drank a lot of coffee, and the color of energy field and emotional color have disappeared.

"..." Klein stood up and subconsciously reached into the old lady's nose.

In the surprised eyes of Mike and Kohler, he said seriously:

"She is dead."

Mike opened his mouth and said nothing, Kohler clicked three times on his chest and smiled bitterly:

"I knew she couldn't last long ..."

"In eastern district, such things happen every day."

"At least she filled her stomach and died in a warm place. Hope, huh, hope I can do the same in the future."

Klein was silent for a moment and said:

"Kohler, you go to the police."

"Okay." Kohler tapped his chest three times again and ran out of the cafe.

The boss glanced over here, but did not come over, it seems that this is not something that needs to be taken care of too much.

after a while, a policeman wearing a black-and-white uniform, carrying a short stick, and holding a pistol, entered the cafe.

He looked at the dead old lady, asked Mike and Klein a little bit, and waved his hand:

"It's alright, wait for me to find someone to take away the body and you can leave."

"That's it?" Mike stunned.

He is obviously not very familiar with eastern district.

The policeman sighed:

"This kind of thing, eastern district has a lot of things every day!"

He turned his eyes and looked at Klein and Mike:

"You are not like the people here, what is your name? What identity?"

Mike issued a press card, Klein said he was protecting his private detective.

The policeman suddenly opened his face, looks at Klein said:

"I suspect you are holding a gun illegally!"

"I want to search your portable item, please cooperate, otherwise it will be considered as a refusal to arrest!"

Mike became anxious for a moment because he knew that private detective generally held guns illegally.

Klein spread his hands without expression:

"Okay."

He let the police search him, but the other party found nothing.

When the old lady ’s body was sent away, the disappointed policeman left, Mike clenched his fists and thumped off the table:

"A living person died here, but he only wanted to investigate illegal possession of a gun!"

Speaking of which, Mike looked sideways at Klein, wondering:

"You did not bring a gun?"

Klein shook his head, pulled the gun pocket and revolver from under the table, said calmly:

"As a detective, I have extensive experience in this area."

As an Magician, he can put a pistol in front of each other's eyes, but he can't find them.

Also, because I did n’t buy ordinary bullets, the extraordinary bullets were temporarily thrown to above the grey mist. His left wheel is currently empty, but this does not prevent him from shooting with a pistol, only need to use the mouth to simulate There was a "bang" will be fine.

Seeing that, the old Kohler beside him whispered:

"So you are detective."

Klein pointed to Mike, explained casually:

"I was also commissioned by this gentleman last time."

Mike sat there, without rebuttal, and said after a moment of silence:

"Although I have also investigated gangsters and seen the miserable life of some prostitutes, I do not understand the situation of eastern district. Please help me take a look. This survey interview plan includes no problem."

As he said, he took out a few sheets of paper from the inside pocket of his clothes and unfolded them on the cafe table.

Klein glanced at:

"Interview with residents of eastern district at different age levels?"

"This is too much trouble, I think it can be divided according to location, better apartment, 5-6 apartment squeeze one room apartment, street sheltered corner, park bench, and bar, charitable institution."

"In addition, you can divide work time and rest time."

Mike listened carefully and nodded:

"Good ideas, what is your opinion of Kohler?"

Old Kohler pinched his nose and said:

"I don't know words ... but I think Mr. detective said nothing."

Mike thought about it, revised the plan, and said:

"Then let's go to the nearby apartment first and choose one at will."